Post-meal dessert -- Wild fruits

Author: Konstantin
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Publish Date: 2004-04-01
Features: Accompanied by some enchanting women and maddening yellow wine, someone brought even more intoxicating narcotics: LSD. Thus, the guests were all immersed in a strange and rare dream world, and the madness gradually evolved into a terrifying collective game.
On January 25, 1945, on a snow-covered plain by the Oberrhe river in Mezerich, five people were frantically running. They were fleeing. Around them, rows of "Stalin Organ" rocket shells exploded with a roar. Shrapnel lifted the earth's soil into the air, like yellow fountains. A series of heavy machine-gun bullets screamed past their faces, covered in sweat and distorted by fear. "Left! Guys, left!" shouted the one in the lead, pointing to a deep valley. Above the valley, a thin snow haze drifted. He stopped and looked back at the other four, who were scrambling and fleeing in a disheveled state. From a distance, they looked like giant wild rabbits, their panicked footsteps winding in curves as they ran, kicking up clouds of snow. Two of them were dragging the third, pulling his arms and running frantically.